The police arrived quickly.
What surprised Lin Mo a bit was that Old Bai was actually following behind them. He was dressed in casual clothes, his hands shoved into his pockets, and his expression revealed no waves of emotion. However, as his eyes swept over the scene, they lingered on Lin Mo for an extra second.
He didn't say anything to draw attention to himself.
Liu Zheng, on the other hand, hadn't come.
The leading police officer was tall and sturdy. His sharp gaze swept around the area before finally settling on the bruised and swollen Liu Zihao and the shrilly shrieking Lin Shulan.
"Who called the police?" The officer's voice was steady and powerful, instantly overpowering the noise of the scene.
Lin Shulan acted as if she had grabbed a lifesaver. She dashed forward, almost grabbing the officer's arm. "Comrade Police! I want to report a crime! I saw him hitting someone with my own eyes!"
Her finger was practically poking Lin Mo's nose.
"It's him! This ungrateful wretch beat my son up like this. Look, his face is ruined! Hurry up and arrest him!"
The officer glanced at Liu Zihao, whose face was swollen like a proofed steamed bun, without even twitching an eyebrow. He had obviously seen this kind of scene many times before.
He ignored Lin Shulan's blustering and instead looked at Lin Mo, the calmest person in the room.
Lin Mo slowly raised a hand, his posture as relaxed as if he were answering a question in class. "Comrade Police, I was the one who called."
"I made it very clear when I reported it. This is my home, and these two brought a locksmith to pick the lock on my door."
His voice wasn't loud, but every word clearly reached the ears of everyone present.
The locksmith stood to the side, shrinking his neck back. He could barely hold his tools steady and wished he could turn invisible on the spot.
The leading officer nodded, jotted down a few notes in his notebook, and asked, "Then what is this about assaulting someone?"
Before Lin Mo could speak, Xie Yuling, who was standing to the side, stepped forward and pointed at Liu Zihao, who looked like a pig's head.
"Just now, when Lin Mo was calling the police, that guy rushed over to stop him and tried to snatch his phone. Out of self-defense, Lin Mo shoved him away with a backhand, but it was just that one hit."
"Then he fell onto the stairs and rolled down."
She paused, then added another sentence while her gaze swept over Liu Zihao, "It might also be because... he's too weak."
Liu Zihao's face instantly flushed from a liverish red to a dark purple.
Saying this, Xie Yuling pointed at the locksmith. "He saw it too."
The officer's gaze turned to the locksmith, who trembled in fear and nodded his head like a pounding garlic mortar.
"Yes, it was indeed that guy who rushed over first."
Hearing this, Lin Shulan immediately exploded again, her voice sharp enough to cut glass. "You're talking nonsense! You're all in this together! It's obvious he was the one who hit him! Comrade Police, you can't believe their nonsense. Hurry up and arrest him!"
The officer got a headache from her shouting and frowned. "Ma'am, please calm down. First, tell me who you are. What is your relationship with the homeowner?"
Lin Shulan reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She instantly straightened her back, raised her chin, and spoke with self-righteous indignation.
"This is my brother's house! Is there a problem with me, as his younger sister, coming to see my brother's house?!"
She said this as if she were the master of the place.
Lin Mo, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke slowly, his voice carrying a trace of cold mockery.
"Her brother is indeed my dad."
A smug look had just appeared on Lin Shulan's face.
Lin Mo's next sentence plunged her into an ice cellar.
"But my dad passed away a few years ago. The legal heir to this property is me, and only me."
One clean and decisive sentence directly shattered all of Lin Shulan's excuses.
The officer's expression turned completely serious. He looked at Lin Shulan and spoke in a businesslike tone:
"Ma'am, according to the Public Security Administration Punishments Law, by hiring someone to forcibly pick a lock without the owner's permission, you have already committed..."
"Wait!"
Seeing that she was about to be officially charged, Lin Shulan suddenly pulled a piece of paper from her handbag and snapped it open in front of the officer.
"Who says this house is his! His dad mortgaged the house to me a long time ago! This is the IOU, written in black and white!"
It was a brand-new piece of A4 printer paper. The text on it was in a standard font, and the signature at the end was written in a flamboyant cursive, but other than that, there wasn't even a fingerprint.
Lin Mo looked at the paper, a flash of understanding passing through his eyes.
The familiar recipe, the familiar flavor.
Xie Yuling wasn't worried, though she couldn't help but feel that Old Bai standing in the back looked somewhat familiar.
Lin Mo stood with his arms crossed, a mocking curve pulling at the corners of his lips, his voice devoid of any discernible emotion.
"Then go ahead and sue me. But there's no need to rush."
After saying that, he stopped looking at that liver-red face and turned to the officer. "Comrade Police, I don't recognize that kind of thing, but them picking my door lock is a fact, right?"
Lin Mo paused, his tone clear and firm.
"I will not sign any letter of understanding. According to the Public Security Administration Punishments Law, illegally trespassing into someone else's residence, without the homeowner's forgiveness, warrants at least a few days of detention, right?"
The officer gave Lin Mo a scrutinizing look, then nodded.
"The authenticity of the IOU is a civil dispute, which the court will handle. But you breaking in and picking the lock without the owner's permission changes the nature of this entirely. Everyone, come back to the station with me."
The moment he said this, Lin Shulan blew up on the spot.
"I am the owner! This house belongs to my brother! What law am I breaking by coming to my brother's house? Lin Mo! Lin Mo! Do you even have any respect for me as your aunt?!"
She screamed herself hoarse, acting as if she had suffered a massive injustice.
Lin Mo didn't even bother to lift an eyelid, merely saying to the officer.
"I don't have an aunt like this. Please just enforce the law normally, Comrade Police."
That simple sentence was more powerful than any argument.
The officer nodded, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, his tone brooking no argument.
"Since that's the case, please come with us to the police station and explain things clearly."
It could be said that he was handling things very impartially.
Lin Mo's gaze swept over Old Bai; it was hard to imagine this wasn't partly due to his presence.
After all, most civil police officers focused primarily on mediation and reconciliation.
Especially in cases involving blood relatives.
"I'm not going! On what grounds are you arresting me! I'm not going!"
Seeing that the police were serious, a chill shot straight from the soles of Lin Shulan's feet to the crown of her head. Throwing caution to the wind, she plopped her butt onto the ground and kicked her legs wildly, looking exactly like a giant baby throwing a tantrum on the floor.
Beside her, Liu Zihao was completely dumbfounded.
Didn't his mom say they were coming to get gold? Why were they going to the station now? In all his life, he had only seen that place on TV!
But in this kind of situation, it wasn't up to you whether you wanted to go or not.
The officer directly pulled out a pair of handcuffs.
"Either you come with me voluntarily, or I'll escort you there in cuffs."
This threat successfully terrified Lin Shulan and Liu Zihao into submission.
Lin Shulan, however, glared viciously at Lin Mo. "You little brat! Are you happy now?!"
Lin Mo just laughed. "Not quite yet. Let's go, off to the police station."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
